3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #199 by FisherKingKQJ

I could feel his brutal and drunken gaze
In the battleground of frosted lights,
And washers and dimmers - it did not faze,
I did not fear his postures and sleights.
I'd become fed up with singleton nights,
Girlfriends had suggested a one night stand-
At a night club I got him in my sights,
He shouted bloody marys on command.
I took the pins and comb out slow and grand,
And sexily shook my chestnut hair loose,
He took off his cravat and signet band,
He gave my cellulite free cheeks a goose.
I heard myself anxiously baby cough,
My shimmering, bent leg was off the cuff.

{3D interactive chorus:}

My shimmering, bent leg was off-the-cuff.
My shimmering, bent leg was ad hoc.
My shimmering, bent leg was improvised.


[Editor's note: tramps, drag queens and limousine drivers, such as you and me, throw themselves at the glamour girl's feet.]